Faded Gloryville

There ain't no stars in Faded Gloryville|We've chased our dreams into the ground|If disillusion has some hope to kill|Here nobody wears a crown||The road can break you coming down a hill|The going up is always fun|But here we are in Faded Gloryville|Where victory is never won||And I will not forget the good old days|When I was driven by my will|And I won't get back all the dues I paid|Here in Faded Gloryville||There ain't no stars in Faded Gloryville|We've chased our dreams into the ground|If disillusion has some hope to kill|Here nobody wears a crown|